My friends are gods

Chapter 206 Usury

Song Qiming was helpless.

Is it like this for all fathers, who always feel that their son can't do well.

With a sigh, Song Qiming said, "Dad, you trust me once, okay?"

Looking at Song Qiming's serious face, Song Yuan wanted to say something else, but finally opened his mouth and didn't say anything.

Yes, the son has grown up.

Perhaps, let the son stand alone.

Even if the son can't get the 100 million, he can sell the house to solve the problem.

After thinking about it, Song Yuan said, "Alright, since you are so confident, then give it a try."

Even though he said that, in his heart, he had already made a decision, starting today, he was going to sell the house.

There are still more than 20 days, and it should be able to sell.

At that time, if Song Qiming can't solve it, Song Yuan won't be helpless.

Song Qiming glanced at Song Yuan and knew what his father was thinking, but he didn't say anything. He just asked, "Do you know where Mom was caught?"

Song Yuan sighed: "I really don't know, but I have their contact information, give them the money, and they will let your mother go naturally."

Song Qiming nodded, asked for the loan shark's contact information, and saved it in his phone.

Song Qiming was worried about his mother's matter.

After talking to Song Yuan about the family routine for a while, Song Qiming left the house with the excuse of wandering outside.

He didn't call usury, but spread his thoughts directly, covering a radius of a hundred miles.

In just an instant, he had already found where his mother was.

At that moment, Song Qiming set off towards that place.

……

A factory building.

In this factory building, there is still the sound of machines. If you don't go in and check, this is a normal factory and it is working.

But Song Qiming knew that this was the stronghold of usury.

And this factory building is just used as a cover-up.

Of course, there are workers working, but all to prevent surprise inspections.

Usury is a crime. Originally, Song Yuan could solve it by calling the police, but his wife was arrested, so he dared not call the police.

Song Qiming is not afraid of these.

He directly called the police, explained the location, and then swaggered into the factory.

In his hand, he carried a package.

As soon as he entered the factory, a person rushed over and asked Song Qiming, "Who are you, and who are you looking for?"

Song Qiming glanced at the man, he was very strong, in this weather, he was wearing a vest and had tattoos on his body.

"I'm looking for Brother Qiang." Song Qiming looked away and said calmly.

Brother Qiang is one of the usury gangs, and this is the name saved on Song Yuan's mobile phone.

Even though it's a fake name, his gang must know who it is.

Hearing that he was looking for Brother Qiang, the strong man relaxed a little and said, "What are you looking for Brother Qiang for?"

What he feared most was a plainclothes raid.

With Brother Qiang's name, he would only tell the house lenders that the police would not be able to find out.

"Repay the money." Song Qiming said.

The strong man raised his eyebrows and said, "How much?"

"One million." Song Qiming said.

Hearing this, the strong man's eyes lit up, and he had already guessed who was going to pay back the money.

Recently, there was only one family that owed 100 million yuan——Song Yuan's family.

The strong man asked, "Are you Song Yuan's son?"

"Yes." Song Qiming nodded.

The burly man smiled immediately, and said, "Unexpectedly, Song Yuan is not promising, but his son is cool and brought the money. I have heard that you go to school in Haizhou City. It seems that you are quite promising."

Song Qiming frowned.

This guy said his father was worthless.

Can anyone say anything about his own father?

The strong man continued: "However, you have to let me check to see if it is real money first, what if there is fake money in it?"

Song Qiming didn't speak, but just opened the package lightly.

It was full of hundred dollar bills.

The strong man glanced at it, took out a stack, checked it carefully, and put the money in it with a smile on his face.

"Not bad, it's all true." The strong man grinned.

In fact, there was nothing in the package.

Song Qiming just used a simple cover-up.

"Can you let me in?" Song Qiming said.

The strong man took out his mobile phone, made a call, and said, "Song Yuan's son is here, with money, all real money."

"Let him come over."

A low voice rang from the phone.

"Okay." The strong man grinned, hung up the phone, and said to Song Qiming, "Go in."

"Not urgent."

Song Qiming said flatly: "You checked the money, and you notified the person. Then I will notify you now, and be more careful in what you say in the future."

"Ok?"

The strong man was startled, and asked in confusion, "What do you mean?"

Just after he finished speaking, his whole body started to shake, his legs were a little unsteady, wobbly, and finally fell directly to the ground, his head happened to be held on a nail on the ground of the factory.

And that nail, by coincidence, pierced his forehead.

Song Qiming carried the package and walked inside.

The strong man fell into a pool of blood.

But Song Qiming just shook his head lightly, saying that he should be punished for his rude words.

……

The factory occupies a vast area.

Inside, there is a two-story building.

Song Qiming's eyes locked on the second floor.

On that floor, he scanned his mother and other people.

There are more than 20 people in total.

These should be the core personnel of the loan shark gang.

Song Qiming scanned his mother emphatically, and found that his mother's mental state was not bad, but she was a little anxious, but fortunately, she was not hurt.

Obviously, the loan sharks did not make things difficult for Song Qiming's mother.

After all, they are in it for the money.

Grabbing Song Qiming's mother was just forcing Song Yuan to come up with the money quickly.

Song Qiming thought about the location of the second floor and walked over slowly.

Walk up the stairs step by step, and soon, you come to the door of the second floor.

The people inside were chatting unscrupulously.

Song Qiming reached out and pushed open the door.

In an instant, the conversation stopped abruptly, and everyone's eyes were directly on Song Qiming.

"Song Yuan's son?"

A bald man touched his bald head. He had a fleshy face and was facing Song Qiming. Although he spoke with a smile, he also looked particularly unkind.

A woman in her fifties was sitting on a stool, but she wasn't tied up, after all, it wasn't kidnapping.

At this moment, after hearing the bald man's words, his expression changed, and he immediately raised his head to look at Song Qiming's position.

After a glance, he was immediately taken aback.

It really was her son!
It's not a good sign that my son came here alone!
The people here are not easy to mess with!
(End of this chapter)